Ikarys opened his mouth wide when he heard Laura and Arine shouting at him. He never thought he would be scolded by a woman.
It must be known that he is the Holy Son; his position is almost only below that of the Pope. He is the strongest genius, respected by many people; even the kings of other kingdoms who et him have to bow to him.
Yet... at this mont, he was scolded by two won. And those two won were the ones he liked—the two won he was sure would be his won.
The woman he aims to compete for with other n,scolded him but he could control himself. But the woman he liked scolded him, which he couldn't control anymore.
"You…"
"Hmm?!" As soon as Ikarys spoke, Laura and Arine looked at him with murderous intent. Their eyes were so terrifying that it made Ikarys feel like he was seeing two monsters from ancient tis.
He trembled, swallowed, then stamred: "I an... this... we should go to the eting place first, right?"
Laura and Arine looked at each other, then each hugged one of Lathel's arms, pulling him forward. Seeing this scene, Iritellis could only sigh and follow behind them.
Ikarys glanced at Lathel, then looked back at Iritellis. His eyes showed sharpness, but no one knew what he was thinking about.
…
At the Royal Palace, main lobby.
There are currently many groups of people gathered here. Of course, there are many different races; however, each group only has about 2 to 3 people; so groups even have only one person.
Thus, Laura's group is the largest, with 5 people.
"Oy!" Suddenly, a voice rang out from behind Lathel. He turned his head and saw two strange people walking towards him.
One man was as big as a grizzly bear, while the woman was like a 10-year-old girl with a small, adorable body.
Lathel frowned at those two people. He felt as if they were calling him.
"Oy! Are you Lathel?" The man spoke up.
Lathel frowned and replied: "Yes, you are..."
"I am Doran. And this girl is…"
Before Doran could finish his sentence, the little girl walked up to Lathel and hugged his leg. After all, the girl was only a little over a tre tall, so she was only as tall as Lathel's waist.
"Brother… My na is Dorothy." The little girl smiled and said, She had black hair, bottomless black eyes, a lovely face, and skin as white as snow.
"This…" Lathel smiled wryly: "Little girl, I am not your big brother."
"Heh?! You're not my big brother... so... huhuhuhu..." Suddenly, Dorothy sobbed as if she had encountered sothing extrely terrible.
"Big brother, don't you need Dorothy anymore?"
Lathel: "…"
'Damn it! Is today 'cot' day?' Lathel silently cursed in his heart: 'Why do troubles keep surrounding in such a strange way?'
"Little girl, your brother is standing over there. If you say that, it will make him sad." Lathel bowed her head to look at Dorothy and said.
Dorothy shook her head and quickly explained: "He is not my big brother; he is just my servant."
Doran: "…"
'Restrain… I have to restrain myself. I'm not her opponent; I have to restrain myself.'
Lathel could see Doran's dissatisfied face as he tried to control his anger. He sighed and said: "Okay, little girl, stop causing trouble for others, you..."
"Wow…Huhuhuhuhu… My brother said I am causing trouble, huhuhuhu…" Dorothy suddenly cried loudly, startling Lathel: "You don't need anymore; you're a an person, you're a hateful person…"
Lathel: "…"
He looked towards Doran with eyes asking for help, but Doran pretended not to see him.
'Big brother, that monster is targeting you, it's not ; I can't save you either.'
'I don't know if you are lucky or unlucky, but I know one thing for sure: if I save you, the one who will have bad luck will be .'
Lathel: "…"
He felt extrely confused as Doran was looking at him with a bit of pity and guilt.
'Oy! What the hell have you done? What's happening?'
"Okay…" Lathel sighed and said: "Do you want so pastries?"
"Pastries? Big brother, do you have any cakes?" Dorothy's eyes shone; she smiled and asked.
Lathel took out a donut from his space bag and gave it to Dorothy: "After eating, leave here. This is not a place where a child like you should be."
Dorothy held the cake, her eyes shining: "Thank you, Big Brother."
"This… no need to thank . After eating, quickly leave here, okay?" Lathel said while glancing at Doran, signalling for him to quickly take this girl away.
Doran shrugged, then crossed his arms and looked away as if he had nothing to do with this matter.
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"Oy! Since you brought this girl here, you also have the responsibility to bring her back, right?"
Doran whistled, pretending not to hear Lathel.
"Oy!"
"Brother…" Dorothy suddenly spoke, interrupting Lathel's words: "I ca here to participate in the 'Genius Congress', that's why I can't leave."
"What?!" Lathel heard what Dorothy said and was startled: "You... are you participating in the genius convention?"
"Uhm!" Dorothy smiled, then held up the donut again and took a bite: "Wow! Big brother, this cake is very delicious. What is this cake?
"Wait!" Lathel quickly said: "You... are you also a genius attending this conference?"
"That's right." Dorothy nodded in response.
"That girl is right." Laura then spoke up: "She is also a genius, here to attend the Genius Congress."
Lathel took a deep breath, looked at Dorothy, frowned, and asked: "Little girl..."
"Brother, my na is Dorothy…"
"Ack! Dorothy, how old are you?"
"Hm…" Dorothy held the half-eaten cake and tilted her head in thought: "I don't know, but everyone says I'm ten years old this year."
Lathel: "…"
'She is ten years old, but her level is already above 30, and she possesses talent of at least rank B. This is not a genius; this is a God reincarnated as an ordinary person to destroy the confidence of other geniuses. '
"You…"
"Alright." Laura smiled and said: "The Queen is coming; don't make any noise. Lathel… you must know how to protect yourself, understand?"
"I understand…" Lathel nodded.
Suddenly, Arine walked over, stood in front of him, looked at Laura, and said: "Captain Laura, no need to worry; I use my position as Holy Maiden to promise that I will definitely keep him safe. "
Lathel: "…"
At this ti, Dorothy also hugged his leg, pouted, and said: "I don't need you; I alone am enough to protect my big brother. You guys go away..."
Lathel: "…"
"Ah! Girl, don't you know who I am? Arine smiled friendlyly, but Lathel felt that smile was filled with murderous intent and coldness.
"I don't know, I don't care."
"You…"
"The Queen is coming!"
A soldier spoke up, causing everyone to be silent. Laura also hurriedly left at this ti. Arine glanced at Laura, her eyes filled with caution.
'Maybe… No, she's definitely that person.'
At this mont, a blinding light appeared on the throne, and a stream of flas carrying a terrible temperature appeared, enveloping the throne as if it were burning.
A body appeared from within that fire. Queen Catheryne was wearing a red cloak, unlike her predecessors.
Her dress, cloak, hair, and eyes were red; she was even hotter than the fire that surrounded her.
She was beautiful, arrogant, noble, and looked down on living beings... I'm afraid that the most beautiful and noble words are not enough to describe the beauty and temperant of a queen that Catheryne is radiating.
Ikarys was startled when he saw Catheryne's beauty.
So beautiful…
So noble…
So noble that he did not dare to co close.
Too overbearing, like a fire burning everything in this world. Full of brutality but also extrely seductive.
Ikarys swallowed, then imdiately knelt down: "Hail, my Empress! The world will forever praise the strength, beauty, and eternal fire of the Empress!"
The others, seeing this, also quickly knelt down and shouted: "Hail, the empress!"
Lathel frowned; he forgot that in this world, people had to kneel when eting the Empress. That's why he also quickly knelt down, but he didn't shout: 'Hail, the Empress!'
At this mont, he thought about the first ti he t Catheryne, and silently whispered in his heart: 'The first ti I t her I didn't kneel, maybe she thought I was rude or looked down on her.'
'Ah! Perhaps that's why she didn't agree with my cooperation intentions.'
'It seems... I should pay attention to a bit of this world's etiquette.'
Ikarys also had his own thoughts at this ti. At first, he prioritised 'The Sword of Justice'—Laura'—as his woman; however, he decided to change the objective.
Catheryne was more suitable for him. Why? Catheryne is the Empress of a giant empire.
If Catheryne beca his woman, with the combination of the Church and the Karol Empire, he could almost hold the entire continent as easily as a piece of furniture in his hand.
Besides... Catheryne's beauty is also extrely perfect. Holy Maiden is like a high school or middle school girl, and Laura is like a strong warrior.
But Catheryne was different; she seed to carry a kind of aura that made every man want to call her 'mommy'.
'Wait! Mommy? Ah! That's also very wonderful; thinking about the prospect of being hugged by her warmly and resting my head on those two soft mountains also makes feel satisfied.'
Catheryne looked at all the people present, and it looked like her eyes were torches radiating terrible heat.
However, when those eyes found Lathel, they imdiately stopped. A gentle light appeared in her eyes, like a gentle mother looking at the child she loves the most.
Ikarys felt Catheryne's gaze and raised his head. When he saw that look, his heart was extrely happy: 'Hahahaha... the plan hasn't started yet, but Catheryne has already noticed , it seems... no one can resist such a handso appearance. .'
Lathel was kneeling right behind Ikarys in confusion as Ikarys was looking at Catheryne, and Catheryne was also looking at Ikarys.
'Ah!' A thought appeared in Lathel's heart that made him worried: 'Could it be that… Empress Catheryne has fallen for Ikarys?'
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